It didn't take me this long to get ahold of the pictures, but it has taken quite a while to sit down and blog. And even now I have writer's block. I am having trouble putting into words that day. Here goes my best attempt.
August 28 was Joseph's big day. Everything about the morning was beautiful: the weather, the music, the ceremony, all of it. It was extra special for us, for obvious reasons. Watching Joe baptize our son was a precious moment. For Joe, I know, it was a priviledge - one of the few times where his vocation intersects with his family in a very personal and spiritual way.
Despite my efforts to have a quiet baby, Joseph was not a happy camper. And he certainly didn't like it when Joe laid him back. He wanted to face out and see everyone. Hannah wasn't too happy either. My brother, Will, held her so she could watch. But she didn't understand why Daddy was holding Joseph and not her. She is most definitely a daddy's girl.
Joe used a special baptismal shell, given to Joseph by our friends, Jennifer and Daniel.
Thank you to my cousin Trudie for capturing this:
Joe was carrying Joseph down the aisle. Hannah had her head against mine and we were watching them. A beautiful rendition of Jesus Loves Me was being played on the piano. I felt overwhelmed with love and pride.
The godparents: Will, Jennifer and Daniel
The Brooks family
The Buck family
Joseph Alexander Buck III, IV, and V
The Smith family and the Register girls
Daniel and Leah
Emma and Jackson
Hannah and Uncle Ben
We are thankful for our friends and family who came to Sandersville for the occasion. Thank you to Trudie and Joel for taking pictures, to Mom for the beautiful flowers and cake, and to Joe, Marilyn, Mom, and Trudie for help with the food. It was a wonderful day.